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Scenes from a Willow Tree… part 1
There’s always a soft, sorrowful sound
as the wind passes through the
Willow Tree
In the shadows of its weeping branches
you shall find me
In the shadows of the Willow Tree
you shall find me smiling at death
Forgive Myself
I could never forgive
myself for the mistakes
I made in the past
In my memories they shall stay
haunting me.
Cursing me
for giving them life
I only wish I knew how to change
and how to forgive myself
but I did this
I fucked up.
Now I am being
punished.
Not being able to forget…
I’ve been so blind
for so long
I want to learn to see.
I haven’t listened
to anyone
I want to learn to hear.
If only I could
learn to speak
how I feel for you
at the right time.
Please,
help me…
help me learn,
learn to forget
and forgive myself.
Cycles
The cycles
the patterns
repeating over
and over
until I get it
right
until I learn
the events
the happenings
are played over
and over
until I realize
my mistakes
until I see
Rynan’s Lament
Now that you are gone,
Torn from my arms all those ages ago
Across the Seas of Time I’ve sought you…
I only wanted to be with you…
free of the responsibilities of our station.
If only I hadn’t slipped
I only wanted to be with you…
free to chase our wildest dreams.
If only I hadn’t been so blind
I only wanted to be with you…
like we talked about in those Twilight Times
I did this all for you
for our souls are entwined
I only wanted you by my side
perhaps too quickly… too soon…
For you are my Love
and I ached when a day went by
without your presence in my life
Now, the worlds are torn asunder and I am to blame
Across the shattered landscapes of warped realities
I attempt to set things right
for that is my path to you…
Now, I only encounter you in my dreams…
A sense, a touch, a smile and a kiss…
Let me be
Let me be
the one you call
in the middle of the night
Let me be
the one you need
when you’re losing the fight
Let me be
something special
and meaningful in your life
Let me be
if you don’t care
So I can carry on with my life
Allusive Apprehensions
I see the issues in the world around me
and I howl inside…
Though I can be like frost
found at a split in the road…
Do not view my hesitations to be
Prufrockian in nature…
It’s just that everyone must take a moment
to face their jabberwockian fear…
These Thoughts
These thoughts need dissolution,
because they fill my head so…
thoughts of love,
thoughts of joy,
thoughts of sorrow,
thoughts of loss,
thoughts that are too many and need to be let go…
What I wouldn’t do for
some way to think less and find a way to sleep…
The variables and the probabilities plague my mind,
the modus tollens, the modus ponens, more syllogism nightmares.
Sleep eludes me,
evading my clutches,
that clever somnambulant demon…
This pillow is not enough, my brain is afire…
Fully active on overdrive…
thoughts of scenarios and stories
thoughts of my world and my desires…
thoughts of family and of friends and of those I left behind…
What I wouldn’t give for some sleep
free of the things that plague me every time I shut my eyes…
The Hollows
Enter the Hollows, where the Whispers dwell.
Cast in an Eternal Twilight, a light fog hugs low to the waters.
One could get lost in here if one is not careful enough…
The large gathering of Willow Trees reach down to caress my face as I pass by.
Within the Eerie Silence, there is a din, enshrouding my mind with the ambience of this place…
Will’o’the Wisps dancing about, leading me along as I slip into the murky depths… enveloped in the cold.
This is the Hollows, where the Shadows lie.
‘Neath the Great Weeping Willow, Death comes dancing by…